"Half-hearted."
Boya Jiang snorted arrogantly.
"No way, absolutely not."
Kang Li waved her hand: "Dad, if you don't believe me, look into my eyes."
Seeing Boya Jiang glance over, Kang Li pointed at her eyes: "Look, they're filled with sincerity!"
Boya Jiang was briefly stunned, then realized what was happening, and was amused by her antics, bursting into laughter.
"That's right, my dad looks the best when he smiles, like a handsome guy—I can't take my eyes off him."
Kang Li said this, cupping her cheeks with both hands, her bright and beautiful eyes sparkling, completely enchanted.
Boya Jiang glared at her: "You little rascal, even teasing your own dad—so cheeky!"
But he was absolutely delighted; see, before finishing his words, Boya Jiang broke into hearty laughter again.
Kang Li switched from playfulness to seriousness, saying, "As long as you're happy, Dad."
